Chapter 715: Iceland Shock (236)

Even though the sky was terribly dark after the death of Balder, the god of light, and all the light in the Nordic world seemed to have disappeared, the place arranged by the hostel for the night was still safe. The blizzard became gentle at the Sandfeldheath campsite. There was almost no wind, only heavy snow falling one by one, which was illuminated by the warm lights of the campsite and turned orange, looking quiet and peaceful.

Six Nordic-style single-family cottages surrounded the center of the campsite in the middle. The roofs and floors were covered with a thick layer of snow, like white cream that was about to overflow. There were no footprints on them. The snow was clean and pure, and it flashed with tiny diamond-like light spots under the lights. It was perfect and dreamy, like a dream, which made people admire it in their hearts.

But the Fang Hunter would not admire it. He had a stinky face and carried the still sleeping passengers from the parking lot to the center of the campsite with Fenrir Wolf and Wei Xun. Bingyi and B1 went to get the room card and meal card, but they were relieved to let Wei Xun and Fenrir Wolf carry people. But the Fang Hunter was worried, fearing that when Fenrir Wolf was acting alone, some lizard Lao Liu would jump out from somewhere and tie up the wolf and take it away. So he simply watched together, and the golden dragon tail behind him waved impatiently, sweeping the snow into a mess, which did add a bit of life.

This camping center has a convenience area, including a large restaurant, a public bathroom (there is no place to take a shower in the single-family cabin), a tourist area for renting mountaineering equipment, etc. Fang Hunter, Fenrir Wolf and Wei Xun moved the tourists to the restaurant. At this point, they should have been extremely hungry, but seeing how they were sleeping now, Fang Hunter thought they would starve to death in their dreams.

"The locals here are friendlier than those on the other side of the glacier lake."

Soon Bingyi and B1 came back, each holding two large dinner plates. Corn shoots were also wrapped with a few large buckets of water, some sleeping bags, a portable charcoal stove and a bunch of other supplies. It looked like a snake that had swallowed a cyst in the middle of an egg, squeezing and crawling close to Bingyi. Seeing this, An Xuefeng and Fenrir Wolf rushed over to help share the things. B1 put the plate full of salmon, roast lamb fillet, pork chops and French fries on the table and stretched his wrist.

"Looking at their attitude, I thought they wouldn't share food with us."

"It's only the first day of Fimbulwinter, and food is not that scarce yet."

Bingyi said, with a tray in his hand filled with various high-calorie desserts. Grilled panini, waffles and cakes with syrup, and another tray with Icelandic horse jerky and butter lobsters.

This food is obviously not enough for ten people. Corn shoots waved their tentacles like a show-off. It carried a few baskets of honey rye bread that could be used as a staple food, as well as two five-liter iron buckets. One bucket contained Icelandic lamb and lamb soup stewed with carrots and potatoes, and the other bucket contained the Mediterranean spicy lobster soup that Bingyi liked. However, the distance from the kitchen to the restaurant was so short that the temperature was so low that the soup in the two buckets had lost its heat and a layer of crushed ice formed on the surface, so it had to be heated on the stove.

In addition, the corn shoots also rolled back a few barrels of liquor. In the cold winter, liquor is the most scarce, and it can be said to be a life-saving thing. An Xuefeng looked at it for a few times, and then looked back sharply, just in time to meet a few pairs of greedy eyes. Obviously, the local Icelanders hiding in the campsite were very dissatisfied with the outsiders sharing the food. They were as strong as bears with beards on their faces, and they were holding homemade weapons in their hands. They looked extremely ferocious and not easy to mess with.

But no matter how difficult they were to mess with, they could only be timid in the face of the more than ten-meter-long (reduced version) big yellow worm. And Bingyi did not get the food for free. He took out a few impure flame crystals, and the Icelandic natives happily agreed to exchange food with him. In such a cold winter, it is difficult to ignite a flame even with dyes. The warmth and light brought by the flame crystals can make people who have been in the dark for a long time burst into tears.

It was just a crime to possess a treasure. When Bingyi took out the flame crystal, he keenly noticed that many people showed greedy expressions. They were just afraid of corn shoots and did not dare to grab them.

Originally, Bingyi was still thinking about the camp of Icelandic horses. The Icelandic natives gave them a lot of help a few days ago. The two were in the same camp. He was thinking whether he could get some key information or tasks from them, so he chose to use the flame crystal to make friends. But now it seems that the situation is worse than expected.

The Fenrir winter lasts for three years, and one day on the journey is equivalent to a year. There is no light, the temperature is extremely low, and there are blizzards all year round. Tomorrow, all of Iceland and even the whole of Northern Europe will fall into a food shortage, and then it will be hell on earth.

Although he knew that the lives of these locals would be even worse tomorrow, An Xuefeng still took Fenrir Wolf into the kitchen again. When he came out again, he was holding two baskets of canned fruits and vegetables, two baskets of bread, and one basket covered with cloth. I don’t know what it is. Fenrir Wolf bit a whole frozen sheep, and carried a net bag of frozen fish weighing dozens of kilograms on his back.

This time, no Icelandic local dared to cast a resentful look, perhaps because Fenrir Wolf was too intimidating. An Xuefeng carefully prepared food for the next two days so that the hotel would not let the guests starve to death. Even if they were trapped in old dreams all day long, they would always have one or two hours of awake time to eat.

But it was enough for dinner. When Bingyi lit the stove and put the mutton soup on the stove to boil again, the passengers woke up one after another. But each of them had dull eyes and was in a daze, like a bunch of zombies who only knew how to eat. Miao Fangfei and Yao Jinghe were in the worst condition. They barely drank a bowl of broth and ate some bread before falling into a deep sleep. The peak passengers and Danlin lasted longer, their eyes were sometimes dazed and sometimes sober. They deliberately slowed down their eating speed and barely stayed sober for a longer time. They asked Bingyi about the situation of integrating the Rune characters.

"It's all integrated. I have an idea."

Bingyi didn't waste time and simply took out a Rune character slate and handed it to Tang Xiang. This was the Rune character he corresponded to. Resisting the terrible chaos of the fallen old dream had consumed too much of Tang Xiang's energy. Didn't he think about anything himself? He just smiled sleepily and did what Director Bing said, drinking strong liquor from time to time to refresh himself.

But when the energetic werewolf Walker almost fell asleep, Tang Xiang was surprised to find that he was still awake.

"The corresponding rune can keep people awake in reality."

Seeing this, An Xuefeng smiled at him and took out his corresponding rune from his pocket. After Bingyi comprehended his rune, he directly handed the stone tablet to him. From getting off the car to now, although An Xuefeng felt sleepy, it was within the tolerable range.

"In addition, I think fermented shark meat is also helpful in this regard."

An Xuefeng smiled and stuffed a piece of fermented shark meat with a strong pungent smell into the mouth of the almost asleep werewolf Walker at a lightning speed. Then there was a shocking vomiting sound, and the werewolf Walker was so angry that he woke up from his sleep.

Just when he was angry and wanted to tear Wei Xun to pieces, Bingyi stuffed a rune character into his hand at the right time. Seeing Director Bing, Werewolf Walker finally managed to suppress his anger. After cleaning up his vomit with a stinky face, he sat with Tang Xiang, Yin Qiaoqiao and Dan Lin. The cloth covering the basket surrounded by them was lifted, and inside was a basket full of fermented shark meat.

They are yellow-brown in appearance, each as long as a forearm and as thick as a man's arm. The surface is cold and hard and dried, but when you cut a piece with a knife, the fish meat inside is still light red, oily, dense and soft, and oil will ooze out when you use the tip of the knife.

"Fermented shark meat is a traditional delicacy in Iceland. In the past, it was eaten in the winter when food was scarce."

An Xuefeng said: "This is the best quality shark belly meat."

There are two types of fermented shark meat in Iceland. One is made with ordinary shark meat, and the fish meat inside is white. The other is made only with shark belly meat, and the inside is red. If you want to talk about a long history, of course the latter is older. In the past, after Icelanders caught sharks, they would only use the softest meat in the belly to make stinky sharks. Because shark meat is poisonous, it is fermented and eaten.

Although it smells pungent, it is a rare delicacy in winter and is very precious.

"The long sleepiness may not only be due to the influence of the old daydreams, but also because of the long, cold and dark Fimbulwinter."

Due to the lack of sunlight in winter, extremely low temperatures, and the polar night, there are a large number of people who are anxious and depressed in the Nordic winter. The passengers bought fish oil on the first day of the journey to resist the loss of SAN, and the power can be seen.

Now, the sky is getting darker and colder. They obviously haven't eaten fish oil again, but they haven't lost SAN because of this. In fact, this is very abnormal. But under the cover of the old daydream sleepiness, it is difficult for anyone to discover the subtle and gradually accumulated changes in themselves.

But An Xuefeng was keenly aware that when he led Fenrir Wolf to search the kitchen, he wanted to find some fish oil, but in the end he didn't find any fish oil, so he brought back some fermented shark meat, which was similar.

"This stuff is really unpalatable. The Rune characters can also keep people awake."

In his heart, he was amazed that Wei Xun was worthy of being a newcomer on the way back, and his observation was so sharp, but the werewolf Walker still grumbled with dissatisfaction. For werewolves with extremely sensitive sense of smell and taste, this fermented shark meat is really a life-threatening thing. Until now, his mouth is still full of a strong and spicy fishy smell. If it weren't for his face, he would have wanted to stick out his tongue to dissipate the smell.

No matter that he was just complaining, after feeling the state of wakefulness, he still stuffed the Rune characters back into Bingyi's hands, pinched his nose and pinched another piece of fermented shark meat, and started to bite it, with a fierce posture as if he was biting the bones of his enemy.

Tang Xiang and others also sent the Rune characters back to Bingyi's hands. The characters corresponding to them can keep people awake, which is good, but it also further proves that this character is indeed useful for old dreams, and it is very likely to be the key to resurrecting the incarnation/relatives in the dream. There is only one Rune character slate corresponding to each person. If you hold it in reality, you can't let Wei Xun take it into the dream to find a way to resurrect.

Comparing the two, of course, the most important thing is to revive the old dream. Fermented shark meat can also be tolerated.

"Eat it sparingly and use it at a critical moment."

Tang Xiang weighed it. A strand of fermented shark meat as thin as a finger can keep a person awake for a quarter of an hour, and a basket of shark meat looks like a lot, but at best it can only keep the three peak travelers awake for more than three hours. If they can get more shark meat, they may be able to support climbing the volcano tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

If they can’t find it, they will have to give up the volcano climbing attraction tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. They will have to stay in this campsite until the old dream ends. But if they stay here, the situation of Fimbulwinter will become more and more severe tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and they will inevitably conflict with the Icelandic natives gathered here because of food and resources.

Tang Xiang meant to use the opportunity to keep them awake when the conflict occurs. Three hours is enough to deal with the Icelandic natives here.

As for why they don’t do it now...

"If it weren’t for the attraction, and they took the initiative to kill the natives, the consequences would be serious."

Yin Qiaoqiao warned, glancing at the tooth hunter who was cutting meat with a knife to feed the wolf. The Duke of Lizard killed the most natives, and it was also a typical example of countless times that the entire journey was close to death.

"When people die, there are ghosts. When ghosts die, there are more terrifying creatures in the underworld. Moreover, the death of indigenous people can easily cause the difficulty of attractions to increase, and even make the journey develop in an unpredictable direction."

Let alone other things, just say that the people in the East District, as the camp of 'Icelandic Horses', have received a lot of help from the indigenous people of Iceland in the past few days. In a macro sense, they are a group. If they turn against the indigenous people, the consequences will be unpredictable, and they may even be expelled from the country.

So until the last moment, cautious tourists tend not to kill the indigenous people, but to cooperate with them.

"Have a good rest tonight."

It would be best to go to the volcano tomorrow. An Xuefeng said that he would find more fermented shark meat, and we can talk about it at breakfast tomorrow. The peak tourists have finished this dinner, and the effect of fermented shark meat has begun to fade, and people have become drowsy. However, Tang Xiang was still worried, and he was reluctant to fall asleep. With unspeakable worries, he whispered to Wei Xun.

If you go to the old dream, it is best to go with Director C. Otherwise, if we leave Director Bing alone in the present, I don’t know what kind of accident will happen.

He gestured and glanced at Bing Yi, who was talking to Dan Lin head to head, with some worry in his eyes, but not much. After all, Wei Xun has lost his impetuous and adventurous spirit and has become more and more responsible.

With Wei Xun’s solemn promise, Tang Xiang and his friends returned to the single-family cabin and fell asleep peacefully - if they knew that in half an hour, a dazzling white light would burst out in the camping site, and Bing Yi would boldly release the soul of the God of Light Balder, luring out the Archangel Raphael to invade and almost blow up the entire camping site, Tang Xiang and his friends would probably never sleep well for the rest of their lives!